I don't own Twilight. No Rob and Kristen commentary on the Breaking Dawn DVD? Summit had better not even be serious about that. That's half the reason I buy the damn thing! They cannot leave that out. *pouts*

This is a slash story with m/m lemons involved and language. If you're under 18 or that's not your thing, please just hit the red X.

There will be alternate POV's every day. Jasper will be first and is much more talkative, but Edward is starting to talk a bit more!

Reviewer of the day goes to…. Leona Bowman who said "They are so sweet, But hot all at the same time!" I'm so glad that is what is coming across between these two. I love fluff and lemons. I know some authors look down on fluff and the people who read and enjoy it, but I read/write fan fic to escape for a while. I don't want to be even more depressed after I'm done reading! lol

Chapter 45 - Thigh

J-

After Edward goes into the bathroom to change, I start stripping my bed. It's usually my job to do this anyway, so hopefully mom won't think anything about me doing it a day early. Maybe I'll need to learn to do the laundry if we keep this up.

I smile at the thought of having Edward in my bed again. Even if it's only on the weekends, it would be better than nothing.

Thinking about how close we came to being caught gets me pissed off all over again. I knew Rosalie was determined, but I never thought she would go as far as to break into my room.

Mom says we were close when we were little, but I honestly have a hard time believing her. Rose has been a spoiled, rotten bitch for as long as I can remember. Why the hell does she have to set her sights on my man?

I know why, though. He's beautiful, and sweet, and perfect. Not that she would know about the sweet and perfect part of him. All she cares about is his gorgeous face and hot ass. Too bad she'll never know what an amazing person he really is.

I know I have to say something to mom and dad so there isn't a risk of her trying that again. My threat of telling them about Sam was real. As much as I'd like to forget seeing what I did, I'd do it in a heartbeat, if I thought it would keep her away from Edward.

Throwing the sheets in my hamper, I walk over to the closet and get dressed. I don't usually dress up at all on Saturday, but I want to look good for Edward. I pull on a pair of jeans that I haven't worked in at all and a button up. Not really dressy at all, but it should look a little better than the dirty shirts and jeans he's used to seeing me in.

I just get my last button done, when I hear the bathroom door open. When I look up, all I can do is stand there in shock. My baby boy just got me hard as a fucking rock.

There standing in the doorway, is my wet dream come true.

His tight as hell jeans and Beastie Boy's concert shirt are quite enough to get me hard all on their own, but that's not what's got me so hard I could pound nails with my cock. No, he's currently standing there pushing up on his nose some seriously fuck hot glasses.

I swear to God, I can't help myself. I try not to moan loud enough for him to hear me, but I obviously don't get the job done.

He looks nervous about having them on, but when he hears my moan, I see the smile I love so much.

"What the fuck are you wearing, Edward?"

I don't mean to sound angry, but it came out that way. My jaw is clenched, but I can't help it. Seeing him with those glasses on is doing something to me I don't quite understand.

"I umm… well.. I wear my contacts during the week, but on weekends I like to give my eyes a rest. I didn't mean of fall asleep with my contacts in last night. I can go put them back in if you want me to."

I walk over to him quickly, and he looks a little startled. I guess this wasn't the reaction he was expecting.

"Don't you fucking dare. Goddamn Edward, are you killing me here? How do you expect me not to attack you all day with those on? I love them. I love you."

He doesn't say anything right away, but he does grab me and pulls me into a very tight hug. I can feel him smiling against my chest.

"I was so worried you'd hate them. I wasn't going to wear them, but I want you to know all of me. Do you really like them?"

"I didn't think you could be any sexier, baby. I honestly didn't. But seeing you walking out of that bathroom pushing those glass up on your nose, I almost fucking came in my jeans!"

I don't know if he believed me, but it was the truth. Never have I seen anything more desirable than he is right now.

"I'm so glad you like me wearing them."

"Gorgeous, I wouldn't care if you wore them everyday. You're perfection no matter what."

He reaches up and kisses me so sweetly. Open mouths moving over each other, but no tongue. Feeling the rims of his glasses bump my nose, makes me want to shove him against the wall and have my way with him, but I know we need to get downstairs.

He breaks the kiss and leans up to whisper in my ear, "Oh, and I love you, too."

"Come on. We need to get down to breakfast before I have your clothes off. You look so fucking good in them, too."

He starts giggling and turns toward the door to leave. I can't help but smack his tight ass when he does. He doesn't seem to mind at all, and actually stops and waits until I get my fill of rubbing the pain away.

"Damn Edward, stop! Get out of here right now before I get this ass all pink from my hand."

"Promises promises."

He smirks at me as he turns and opens the door into the hallway. He's halfway to the stairs, before I'm able to calm myself down enough to follow. I do not want my parents and Rose to see this hard-on, and I know it has to be obvious in these jeans.

I try and keep my distance from him as we walk into the dining room. It kills me, but I know it has to be done.

As soon I we walk in, I notice something is different. Rose is sitting on her side of the table and my chair is on the opposite. Next to her, not me, is an open chair waiting for Edward.

Hell, the fuck, no.

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E-

I feel Jasper tense beside me, and I realize what the problem is right away. Rose has that empty chair just waiting for me, and there's nothing we can do about it. I hear the anger in Jasper's voice when he speaks to her.

"Rose, isn't Edward my guest? Why is his chair next to you?"

I know right away he shouldn't have even brought it up, because both of his parent's look at him with curiosity. I doubt he would care if any of his other friends had to sit next to Rose. Well, maybe he would, since she'd probably grab for the dicks the whole time they were sitting there.

Fuck, is she going to do that to me?

I look over at Jasper, and I'm sure that's what he thinks is going to happen.

"Jasper, what's the big deal? I didn't want to move that heavy chair all the way around the table. Edward won't mind sitting next to me this morning, will you?"

I don't want to at all, but I know I'm going to have to.

"Sure, Rosalie. I'll sit by you."

I don't meet her eyes or smile at her as I walk around the table and sit down. I'm trying everything I can so she doesn't think I'm interested.

When I look up from the table, I see Jasper finally sit down and look at me. He's angry, but I know it's not at me. I don't blame him at all. I wouldn't want some handsy whore sitting next to him either.

"Well Edward, did you meet some of Jasper's friends last night? I do hope they were nice to you."

"Yes, Mrs…. I mean Esme. They were all very nice. I especially like Emmett. He was very kind and really wanted to get to know me."

I feel Rosalie shift closer toward me, and I do my best to lean away without anyone noticing.

"Ha! That loser Emmett McCarty? He thinks he's so high and mighty. He wouldn't know a good time if it bit him in the ass."

"Rosalie! Don't you dare talk about Emmett that way. He's been a very good friend to your brother."

Esme seems really upset, and I can tell she likes Emmett a lot. I knew he was a good guy.

"Oh Rose, sour grapes just don't look good on you. You're just mad he turned you down."

That's why she doesn't like him. Was he actually able to resist her charms? Good for him.

"Whatever. I still think there's something wrong with him. Dumb jock. Anyway, Edward you don't want to waste your time hanging out with those boys when you could be hanging out with me and my friends."

I don't get a chance to say anything to her because Jasper picks that moment to talk to his parents.

"Dad, could you please tell Rose to stay out of my room? She used the emergency key to break into my room this morning."

"Mom, you told me to go see if they wanted any breakfast. I just didn't want to wake up Jasper because I know how he likes to sleep in on Saturdays. I didn't want Edward to miss out on this delicious meal."

Oh my God! She's truly a master of manipulation. I was wondering how Carlisle and Esme could just let her walk around acting like she does, but she couldn't be any better at distorting the truth.

"Rose honey, those keys are only for emergencies. I know your heart was in the right place, but don't go into your brother's room without permission again."

"But he…."

I think she was about to inform Carlisle about Jasper using the key to get into her room last night, but she must have realized if she did she would have to explain why I was in there. I don't think she could talk her way out of kidnapping, but I wouldn't put it past her.

"Rose, do you understand?"

"Yes, daddy."

"Well, let's eat up. I made all this food so you better just take your fill, Edward."

"Yes, Esme. Thank you."

I put some eggs, bacon, and a couple of pancakes on my plate. It all looks so fucking delicious. Rose keeps squirming in her seat trying to get my attention, but I'm ignoring her by talking with Carlisle and asking questions about the farm.

I guess I was just so engrossed in the conversation around the table that I didn't anticipate Rose's next move. I honestly didn't think she would try something so bold right here in front of her parents.

I was very wrong.

Her hand on my upper thigh made me jump and stiffen. Jasper's parents didn't seem to notice my distress, but boy Jasper sure does. He looks like he's about the launch himself across the table at her.

Fuck, how am I going to get out of this one?

Rose is a very determined whore, isn't she? lol How do you think Edward is going stop Rose's hand and Jasper from killing her? I hope you like Edward in glasses as much as I do. Just like Jasper, that right there is my wet dream. Sorry, tmi! ;)

I'm still enjoying my holiday weekend with the family. I sure hope you are all having a great day wherever you are.

See you tomorrow!